Chapter 11

School was hard for Dib. Once everyone found out that he was a father and rejected 'lover' crude jokes about why his girlfriend had left him were added to his regular routine of teases and taunts. The fact that his new campus was so big that you needed a mini-bus to get to your next class didn't help.

"...Ooeehhew" Dib moaned as he trudged his way to Ms Sweeters' class (the mini-bus had left him). "Ow...my back hurts from carrying my backpack and my front hurts from carrying Zen...thank god he's so light."

Dib looked down at the cute bundle in his baby nest sling. "Hmm... he's 2 months now...he's so tiny..."

Zen had the odd feeling he was being watched and looked up curiously at his human parental unit.

"...Heh-heh-heh...ahhh!" Zen giggled and went back to contentedly sucking on his bottle.

Mmm...Gosh, look and the size of papa's head! Zen thought as he stared. It's huge!...Oh, wow, look at the nose on THAT guy!

Dib had finally made it to Ms. Sweeters' class and sank down exhaustedly in the first empty desk he could find. "Ugh..."

Ms. Sweeters smiled. "Okay class...DAMMIT, ROKU, STOP HITTING DIB WITH CHEESE!"

The student named Roku reluctantly put away his cheese stick. "Aw..."

"Okay..." Sweeters calmed down and looked through the textbook. "Okay...this stuff sucks."

She tossed the book away and pulled out a new one from her desk drawer. "You kids won't learn any thing from reading Da Cow Jumped Over Da Moon. So today we'll be reading one of MY books!"

She tossed out the 30 copies she just happened to carry around for just such an occasion. "We'll being reading my old abnormal physics books from when I was in college! By the time I'm done, you little rasist, sexist, non-alien beleivers will be...not... those things...anymore!"

The class was sad. "Ohhhhawwww..."

Dib managed a weak smile for Ms. Sweeters while Zen continued sleeping soundly in his arms.

(45 minutes later the bell rang)

Ms. Sweeters closed her book. "Good-bye class!"

After the other students had fled, Dib slowly trudged out behind them when suddenly Zen was pulled out of his arm!

"AHH! ZEN!"

Dib spun around to see Ms. Sweeters cuddling his baby. "How about I watch him util skools over for you?"

Dib was touched. "Thank you, Ms. Sweeters..." he hugged her. "I'm so worried about him...(sniffle)"

"You had Zen yourself...didn't you?" Sweeters suddenly asked. "And Zim in the real father...?"

Dib snapped his head up."Y-you... knew?"

Sweeters nodded. "Yep...I mean, the cutey has antennae...Don't worry, I'll be helping you. Now get to class."

"Oh, thank you!" Dib cried. "I'll be back to check in at lunch time! BYE!"

Sweeters waved to him as Dib ran off, then turned to the child in her arms. "C'mon, lil Zen! Lets get ready for math!"

Zen was busy marveling at her hair and reaching out to touch it, laughing when she let him. "HAHAHAHA!"

(Space Base)

Zim was still lying on the floor, still feeling sorry and talking to himself.

"Hmm...I wonder how my...how Dib's baby is doing...It should be about...2 and a half months now...Wow...I've been gone for almost 9 whole months..."

"Transmission from Irk!" the computer interupted his pity party.

Zim blinked. "Eh?"

Tallest Red came on screen. "Hi, Zim!"

"Oh," Zim waved from his position on the floor. "Hello, my Tallest..."

Red nodded. "Long time no see, Zim... how's the smeeby?"

Zim stopped waving and looked away sadly.

"Oh...Right...Sorry...Ehhhh..." Red scratched his neck awkwardly. "Anyway, Zim, I wanted to ask you something."

Zim sat up with a nasty pop. "Yes?"

Red winced. "Eww...Well, what I needed to know is-"

Purple suddenly shoved Red to the side. "HOW MUCH BIGGER AM I GOING TO GET, IRK DAMMIT?"

Red could be heard off-screen. "Calm down, Pur...have seat-"

"You don't let me sit in your lap anymore because I'm FAT! WAAAHH!"

"No, Pur, I just...have a small lap...soo-"

"(Sniffle) I HATE YOU! WAAAA!" Purple flung himself desolately across the room. "OOH! I SEE A CAKE!"

"...Ehhh," Red shrugged his shoulders and sighed. "Sorry about that...you DID warrned me about it...Anyway,"

Red stood a little straighter as he faced Zim. "I wanted to know if you would help...deliver our baby?"

Zim stared at his Tallest, honored that they would ask him such a thing.

"Of course, my Tallest! When?"

"Soon...like in a month or less."

"Okay, my Tallest! I'll be there!"

Red smiled. "Thank you, Zim...you really have come a long way you know...I think you finally overcame all the glitches in your PAK. Well, farewell!"

When the transmission had ended Zim had a smile and tears running down his face. "If I can't help my own smeeby...at least I called help another good couple's smeet..." He sighed and flopped back to his normal spot on the floor. "...I miss you, Dib..."

(End Chapter 11)

Princess of Despair: Yay!

Techno Doofus: There you go!

AntisociaLxMe: I like potatoe paste...

Ryu Forte: Nope. Not gonna call him anytime soon

Invader Iza: Yes...very w00t!

animeninjaNIPPON: But they wont...at least not now...

TezzWoods: Lumpy paste is gone now. Dib's excuse to call for Zim has gone with it! WHY? (cries)

Chess 77: I fear no filthy wormbaby's wrath! It is NOTHING when compared to the ALMIGHTY writer lady! HA!

Circus freak92-I AM GIR: I know, I'm lazy...glad you likes!

Night Masters: ...Bob?

Plop: You can see Zen at Ynnep's deviantart account! Check it out!